LOGINTHIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW As the New Moon approached, a heavy silence descended upon the entire werewolf realm. The people from Elysium Haven and the temple could feel the unease radiating from their Queen, yet they were forced to remain quiet, helpless in their uncertainty. They could only watch the night unfold, knowing that something was terribly wrong, but powerless to act.Even Petal’s rabbit, usually at her side, remained unusually distant, avoiding the bedroom. It was as if the very air had changed. But Petal was nowhere near Elysium Haven or the temple. She stood in the flower garden, staring out at the cliff, the soft sound of the river cascading below filling the quiet night.Suddenly, her body jerked violently. The fourth nail had been struck, deep in the Blackpine Forest, signaling the start of something irreversible. Slowly, Petal turned to find herself in a vast, dark hall. Ryker stood there, as usual, dressed in black, his expression twisted into a smirk.“I see you w
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW “Is that so….”Dread’s eyes spoke more than those three words. His gaze burned into hers, the silence between them stretching until he slowly lifted his hand, covering her eyes, his voice a low whisper in her ear. “You should not have…chosen him.”Petal’s heart skipped a beat, and as her chest tightened, she slowly opened her eyes, only to find herself back in the flower garden by the cliff, the same place where she had first come to Dread that night. His words echoed in her mind, their weight pressing on her as she lay on the flower bed, eyes closing once more. "This is why I was not telling you..." she murmured under her breath.She lay there unmoving for what felt like an eternity before she slowly rose to her feet. Her gaze drifted between the temple and Elysium Haven in the distance, the two forces pulling her in opposite directions. Her entire life, her kingdom, all of it had led her to this point. She had made her decision. Tossing the hem of her gow
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW Petal finished reading the last book by the next day. She closed her eyes, the burn in them a reflection of the exhaustion she felt after three days without rest, without sleep. The pages had blurred together, but the weight of the knowledge she had uncovered only deepened the ache inside her. Every fifteen days, Ryker’s influence over her grew stronger, more consuming. And the start of the fourth fifteen-day cycle was about to start. Her heart stilled for a moment realizing Ryker was about to make his move. He had waited long enough.Petal quickly opened her eyes, scrambling to rise, but the moment she stood, the world around her shifted. She was no longer in the Elysium Haven."So naïve to think you could go without sleep," Ryker’s voice echoed through the darkened room. He stood before her, his lips curling into a cruel smile.Petal found herself in the grand, shadowy living room of Ryker’s palace, yet another new part of his ever-expanding domain. The
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEWJust as Ryker had said, Donna’s death was only the beginning. As the days passed, Petal watched three more of her people be found dead. The head warrior was found hanging outside the territory, the healer drowned in the river, and the trainer; each death was pitiful, each one more senseless than the last, each occurring when they ventured beyond the borders.Uproar spread throughout Elysium Haven, reaching the protectors in the temple, who stood watching from the shadows of the trees as she-wolves buried the trainer.Amid the quiet mourning, Petal could hear Ryker’s mocking laughter in her mind from last night. “Cry, my love. Cry and call for your Alpha. Call for me.”Her fists clenched at her sides, her eyes red and fixed on the gr
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW Aran stood across from Silas, his hands casually shoved into his pockets. “I’m unbelievably busy. Spill whatever you called me here for.”“How dare you let Petal leave the territory without my knowledge?” Silas’ voice was low but seething with fury.Aran’s gaze remained cool, his posture relaxed. Even though a few days had passed he expected Silas to figure it out, “You act like you could’ve stopped her if you knew. Also, she leaves the territory almost daily because of the Dread Lord. Even though I left the temple, I’m still her protector, and obey her every word like you.” Silas’ expression twisted with frustration. “One of her protectors would never let her leave the territory and walk right towards the King of Dark Magic instead of stopping her!”Aran’s face hardened, “That King of Dark Magic had already made it into the territory. If it were not Petal taking him out with her powers at the time, none of you in the temple would have been hidden and safe
THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEWSilas impatiently paced around the temple. Petal had not returned for a week, all because she had been treating a man whom he had not seen since he entered the territory. That man had come from the Elysium Haven path, a forbidden path for Silas, and that was where the man had been taken for treatment.Just then, Petal entered the temple, walking quickly.“Petal!” Silas rushed toward her. “I was so worried about you.”Petal smiled softly. Even without him saying it, she could clearly see his concern. “Don’t worry. I was just finishing a job,” she replied, heading toward her bedroom.“But I told you never to leave the territory!” Silas followed her, frowning. &ldq







